Date: 2022-05-13 01:59 pm (UTC)
from_the_outside: by The Hollowed Artists (good morning sunshine)
"I didn't see how there was anything left of me that you would want."

Her voice is almost a whisper as she strokes her hand lightly over his hair. That girl is dead, she remembers snapping at him. Go home, Bucky. "I knew you'd hate what I turned into."
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